Instructor since I am a special forces soldier

Chapter 17 He Chenguang's Perseverance
A day later, Fan Tianlei's face was exhausted, and neither He Chenguang nor Zhao Han could see a trace of him after searching all day.

Fan Tianlei yelled angrily: "What are you doing, two big living people just disappeared under our noses like this? How many of us are there? There are many people who are fully armed before, and how many people are on the opposite side? Two people."

Miao Lang replied: "No. [-], we searched all the places that should be searched, but the two disappeared like air. Did they leave the base camp?"

Fan Tianlei shook his head: "It's impossible to disappear. They must still be in the base camp. In order to complete the mission, they managed to sneak into the base camp. How could they leave? They must be hiding somewhere looking for a chance to kill with one blow."

"Always pay attention to Zhao Han. He is a master-level shooter. His other abilities are unknown, but you should have noticed that he is not weaker than any special forces. He can carry out such anti-lurking and escape From our eyes, one can imagine his strength, and what worries me the most is that he may decapitate any of us here at any time."

"The chief is making the most rigorous arrangements."

Miao Lang nodded: "We know this. Just now, our special operations team guarded the chief's safety 24 hours a day. Not to mention one person, not even a mosquito can get close."

Fan Tianlei looked at the sky, and it was gray: "The weather is not good, it might rain, or it will be rainstorm!"

"Yeah, I'm a little worried, the child is still injured!" Miao Lang's eyes were full of worry, and now he didn't care about the mysterious Zhao Han, but worried about He Chenguang's physical condition.

Not long after, the torrential rain fell.

Fan Tianlei watched the torrential rain, and ordered: "Find it for me!"

In the huge chimney of the base camp, so high up that no one could spot it, a very embarrassed figure was lying on it holding a sniper rifle.

The heavy rain fell in the sky, he didn't seem to sense it at all, but stared at the position of the base camp, he knew that all the hopes of the Iron Fist were on him, as long as he succeeded in beheading, the Iron Fist would win.

The glory of the Iron Fist The glory of the sniper is upon him.

Suddenly he found that he couldn't sense the rain falling on his body, but the rainstorm was still falling continuously in his sight, that is to say, the rainstorm didn't stop, but he was exposed, and someone was covering him from the rainwater.

But he didn't look up, he knew that the people behind him could quietly appear behind him to kill him just by raising their hands, but he didn't understand how he was found out in such a concealed position.

He Chenguang was a little unwilling. After spending so much effort, he finally got to this point. Did he still fail?

"Do you think you can succeed?" Just when He Chenguang thought he had failed, a flat voice sounded.

He Chenguang's body shook. This indifferent and flat voice was so familiar to him. He heard it several times in the training camp. Although he didn't communicate with him a few times, it was deeply imprinted in his mind.

He Chenguang turned around, and under a black umbrella was that familiar face, an opponent he had always targeted in the training camp. Although he finally entered the fourth company of sharpshooters, he never felt that he could beat This person has.

This person is like an impassable mountain to him.

Although it was a little unexpected, He Chenguang also understood that it was no problem for Zhao Han to be stronger than him if he was able to get here. He had been speculating whether Wang Yanbing and Zhao Han had been caught before.

He now knows that besides him, Zhao Han also escaped the big roundup.

Looking at his embarrassed appearance, Zhao Han didn't have any signs of fighting on his body. This is the gap. He Chenguang said to Zhao Han with a complicated expression: "You are much stronger than we expected."

He and Wang Yanbing originally thought that they had worked hard for the past few months, and Zhao Han seemed to have nothing to do. They could already confront Zhao Han head-on, but now it seems that they took it for granted and underestimated Zhao Han's strength too much.

Zhao Han looked at He Chenguang, covered all the umbrellas on He Chenguang, and prevented the rain from falling on He Chenguang. In the end, all the rain fell on him, but he didn't feel any discomfort, and asked He Chenguang: "Your physical condition is very poor, you are sick, and you need medical treatment."

He Chenguang's breath is a little weak now, Zhao Han reminded.

He Chenguang didn't care about it at all: "I caught a cold when I passed the bathing quagmire, and I had a fever! But it's not important, I want to complete the task of beheading."

"But have you ever thought about it? This is the base camp of the Blue Army, not to mention that there is a team of special forces guarding the place that needs to be beheaded. Do you think you can find an opportunity under such circumstances, and With your current physical condition, in this weather, can you wait until the moment you can find your opportunity?"

"I have no choice. I have always dreamed of becoming an excellent sniper. The first thing to be a sniper is to have enough endurance. In order to kill the enemy, you must keep still in any harsh environment until you finish the sniper. enemy."

"Don't worry, I won't fall until I complete the task!" He Chenguang embodies the persistence and practice of a soldier and a sniper.

Compared with He Chenguang, Zhao Han is really not a real soldier, he will consider his own gains and losses, while He Chenguang is a pure soldier.

Zhao Han nodded: "You will be an excellent sniper!"

"What about you?" He Chenguang asked Zhao Han, he was too curious, Zhao Han's strength, Zhao Han's shooting, how did Zhao Han reach the blue army base camp, why Zhao Han couldn't find it among thousands of people He was discovered when he arrived, and at that time Zhao Han actually knew that he would be replaced by the sharpshooter Silian.

Everything is full of confusion.

"I don't have a goal like you, I'll get out of here first!"

He Chenguang knew that Zhao Han didn't want to talk, so he didn't continue to ask, and changed the subject: "You should be able to complete this mission!"

Zhao Han seemed to be able to walk freely in the Blue Army base camp, and his success rate was much higher than him.

Zhao Han asked back: "Do you think I can kill more than 1000 people below by myself, including a team of powerful special forces, or do you think I, a person with a [-]-point shooting score, can kill a thousand meters away like your snipers? "

He Chenguang didn't believe Zhao Han's words. Anyone who is smart knows that that very shot, even if it's luck, it's impossible for one bullet to hit the bull's-eye, and all the others miss the target, not to mention a powerful person like Zhao Han. Even a novice can't do this.

Master, Zhao Han is a sniper master who is more powerful than them, but he doesn't understand why Zhao Han does this.

The two were not talking, He Chenguang continued to look at the distance with a sniper rifle, and Zhao Han He Chenguang held on to the rain, bathed in the rainstorm, and waited for the rainstorm to stop.

(End of this chapter)